Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

Zhao Qiuxue was still in a daze, but the waiter following Jiang Nian quickly left.

Encountered a lunatic.

Bad luck.

Jiang Nian didn't care about the waiter's gaze. When out and about, the identity you give yourself is what matters; feeling good is the most important.

"No worries, just saying."

After the two sat down again, Zhao Qiuxue didn't pretend to be authoritative, and frankly, she couldn't. So she straightforwardly asked,

"My old friend is planning to start a community group buying service for organic vegetables."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian's eyelid twitched.

He indeed had a relative doing business in community group buying. In the end, they didn't lose money, but didn't make much either.

"How to do that?"

"Find a farm and then take people to nearby communities for promotions," Zhao Qiuxue said. "Add WeChat groups and such, requiring initial investment."

"A farm?" Jiang Nian was surprised.

"No, a manor," Sister Zhao frowned and said. "The idea is to first secure community customers, then negotiate with suppliers."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian couldn't help but curse.

"Damn, isn't this stupid? Even a student like me knows this won't work. Why would people be 'secured' by you?"

Zhao Qiuxue stammered for a long while, unable to respond.

"I don't know."

Jiang Nian couldn't hold back and started criticizing.

"I'm thinking your friend is doing grid management, everyone has to join a group. Banking just on fresh vegetables is pure fantasy, isn't it?"

"Isn't this just being an intermediary, profiting without effort, rotten to the core?"

"Let me ask you, did he get the relevant qualifications? Don't start without revenue and first get fined fifteen thousand by the business bureau."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qiuxue was speechless.

She wasn't the traditional elder type, didn't think she knew more because of age, and naturally trusted Jiang Nian.

Even though he was just a student, someone who could casually swipe a thousand to get a membership card was not from an ordinary family.

"My friend said the initial investment isn't big. Buy some eggs to give away for free, attract people over, then rent a manor."

"Later, don't even operate the manor. Just directly do... similar to what you said about intermediaries, and make money."

"He said it quite comprehensively, attracting traffic and then soft-launching the community. Follow up and offer opening benefits, deeply engaging with customers."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian found it even harder to maintain his composure.

"Sis, how does your group buying involve selling yourself?"

"No, you misunderstood," Zhao Qiuxue said. "It's about building a bond with small touches and then opening a 0.9 membership card."

Jiang Nian didn't know how to rebut. His theoretical knowledge was severely lacking, after all, he focused more on real experiences in this area.

He had worked a summer job for a relative's group buying store in another city during high school.

Back then, not many did fruit community group buying, competition wasn't fierce, but they couldn't compete with local ones doing private domain traffic.

The locals would swear, "If it doesn't taste good, my whole family dies."

How can you compete with that?

Plus, big companies were also doing this, feasting with cutting deals governed like dogs. Made a bit of money later but closed from exhaustion.

Came home for the New Year still cursing, claiming big losses when it was actually just less than expected, acting like their mother had died.

After a chat, Zhao Qiuxue started wavering.

"I'll check again."

The food had all been served, so Jiang Nian didn't say much more. He focused on eating, no grievance could compromise his stomach.

After he was full, he brought up the matter of Song Xiyun.

"They get along quite well, haven't had conflicts for so long. Living together is convenient and they can look out for each other."

After saying this, he was ready to leave, lest Zhao Qiuxue thought he had ulterior motives.

Although Jiang Nian indeed felt guilty, fairness mattered; showing that in front of Zhao Qiuxue would put him at a disadvantage.

"Hey!" Zhao Qiuxue suddenly called Jiang Nian, gritting her teeth, "I thought about it and decided not to get involved in the group buying thing."

"Uh... Sis, if your friend makes a fortune, don't blame me."

"How could I?" Zhao Qiuxue rolled her eyes at him cutely, "When it comes to money, one shouldn't blame others if fate isn't on their side."

"Haha." Jiang Nian sat back in his chair, intrigued, "Sis, I do have a little idea."

"What?" Zhao Qiuxue looked at him.

Her feelings towards Jiang Nian were a bit complex, mostly trusting. But he's a student, if he suddenly claimed something explosive.

Like having a relative in the urban construction bureau or something, promising demolition, she probably wouldn't believe it.

But if it was something else, like practical insights into group buying, with genuine experience, she would trust him.

"Uh, it's something I pondered myself." Jiang Nian folded his fingers, actually recalling traces from his systematic memory.

From a glimpse, he inferred some trends.

For instance, Xu Qianqian's career path, first interning at a large company then moving south to Hang City for e-commerce, turning directly into a wealthy woman.

Later she switched jobs, a strong woman rising and falling with market trends.

Jiang Nian had a little devil's ear, like a yellow-haired dog sage. Rather than dreaming about the girl next door, he coveted the luck she brought.

He planned it long ago; save up money and get started after college entrance exams.

Younger generation, put down your chance encounter!

It could be said Jiang Nian was shameless to the core. But how to put this, soft living off a rich woman is good, but why not directly eat from her bowl?

As for Zhao Qiuxue, she is after all Xiao Song's mother. Having money yourself is not as good as her mother having money; give her a phone upgrade.

Sister Zhao testing the waters for six months first, the market is so big, in half a year Jiang Nian can directly follow up. It's a good thing for both parties.

"Sis, head south to Hang City, deal in clothing."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qiuxue was stunned.

"Will this work?"

....

After lunch break.

Jiang Nian followed the crowd through the school gate, his clothes clean and tidy. He changed out of the dusty pants after falling into a ditch while biking.

Zhao Qiuxue, despite not having much money, still took him to a brand store nearby and got him a new outfit, taking the dirty clothes home to wash.

Clearly someone capable of great things, unconcerned about the cost.

And considerate.

Jiang Nian naturally accepted Zhao Qiuxue's kindness, having no shame. After all, it benefited both parties, making it a win-win.

In the confidence of life for two hundred years, will it surge like water for three thousand miles.

Good days are yet to come.

There's still the weekly test exams in the afternoon, and before the exam, Chen Yunyun swayed in front of Jiang Nian, glancing at his clothes.

Seeing the class president nearby, she hesitated but went up to ask anyway.

"Where did you fall?"

The weekly test seating was fixed by student number, and Chen Yunyun's number was at the front. Standing there seemed abrupt, attracting a few glances.

Luckily, class hadn't started yet, and the classroom was noisy.

"It's nothing, the skin isn't even broken." Jiang Nian rolled up his sleeve, showing her, "See, nothing wrong at all."

Li Qingrong heard this and looked over.

First, she checked Jiang Nian's arm where he rolled up the sleeve, then turned to look at Chen Yunyun, with a curious gaze.

"Oh, oh." Chen Yunyun couldn't handle it, leaving behind a bottle of iodine and a pack of cotton swabs before running off, "I... need to go take the exam first."

"Tch." Jiang Nian put away the iodine and cotton swabs.

Suddenly, he felt a gaze on himself from nearby. He stiffened for a second and then slowly turned to look at the class president.

"You fell?" Li Qingrong glanced at him, with a calm expression, "How did you fall, why didn't you tell anyone?"

"It wasn't..." Jiang Nian felt awkward for a couple of seconds, "I fell into a ditch while biking, the bike probably needs fixing, but I'm okay."

Coincidentally, the test papers for the weekly test were handed out, reaching Li Qingrong, who softly acknowledged without saying more.

This left Jiang Nian feeling uneasy, and he started to fill in his name on the answer sheet.

Halfway through, he wrote a line in the corner of the test paper.

[What's wrong with you?]

Then, he passed the paper to the class president.

Li Qingrong was filling her answer sheet information, noticing the paper corner handed to her. She lowered her gaze for a moment and wrote a reply.

"You fell, why didn't you tell me?"

Honestly, Jiang Nian liked the class president's straightforwardness.

No need to guess, it made things much simpler.

He glanced at it, thinking that the crux of the issue was there. Knowing the crux made it easier to address, so he started writing long sentences on the test paper.

[Because it's a minor injury, I didn't want you to worry. Qingqing, your hairband looks so nice, how about I gift you a hairband in a couple of days?]

Li Qingrong finished filling in the information and paused her pen, not having answered any questions yet, waiting for Jiang Nian's reply to pass back.

After reading it, her expression didn't change much. She glanced at Jiang Nian, her gaze lingering on him for a while.

Eventually, she nodded.

"Mm."

Seeing this, Jiang Nian breathed a silent sigh of relief.

Gosh, Qingqing's anger is really scary.

The comprehensive exam lasted until five in the afternoon, marking the end of the weekly test. The students returned to their seats to tidy their desks.

"Want to grab dinner later?" Zhang Ningzhi asked.

"Sure thing, sure thing." Jiang Nian nodded, infected by the girl's energetic spirit, a smile appearing on his lips.

He thought to himself, it'd be nice if it was just a dinner for two.

Unfortunately, they had Yao Beibei, who was prone to rolling around laughing, along, potentially making crude jokes at the dinner table again.

But with Zhang Ningzhi there, he couldn't reveal his true nature too much.

Feeling frustrated!

At the classroom door.

"Hey." Yao Beibei waved at him, "Heard you're treating, I've been looking forward to this for a while."

Jiang Nian glanced at her casually.

"Eat your food, quit the chatter."

Yao Beibei pouted and hugged Zhang Ningzhi's arm.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely make you spend a lot."

Jiang Nian retorted, "Glutton."

"What did you say!" Yao Beibei was enraged, her composure broke in a second, "If it weren't for Zhizhi's sake, I would've..."

"Bring it on." Jiang Nian was unfazed.

Zhang Ningzhi interjected to mediate, "You guys, don't argue, don't argue."

Ultimately, the three of them finished the meal smoothly. The bill wasn't pricey, they were quite economical.

Yao Beibei, when aside from her stubborn mouth, was quite easygoing.

Evening self-study.

The classroom quieted down again, Jiang Nian worked on problems while pondering whether he'd see Song Xiyun tonight.

Last night, she seemed to be in a bad mood, so he didn't bring up the back massage.

Today... if Zhao Qiuxue was determined, he'd take the chance, then there'd be no need to worry about Song Xiyun's side.

Just enjoy it, everything will go smoothly in chapters.